The speaker is fascinated by another person and wants to know everything about them: how they smile, how they get angry, which side of the bed they wake up on. The poem is built almost entirely from questions, which makes it feel like a crush talking, someone who is curious and a little shy about asking. The speaker calls the other person a "puzzle" and treats each spoken word as a piece to collect.
Underneath the playfulness there's some tenderness. The speaker wonders whether jokes are a way of hiding something, and says that when the person smiles afterward, "you're all I have." The ending plays with the title's name, Vegim, pointing to "-im" in "perfection" and "Nobody," and turns "Nobody is perfect" into a compliment: the person is a "nobody" only because they are perfect to the speaker. The mood is warm, light and affectionate, with a hint of vulnerability.